Sound bites

Tonight I went searching for an old post to reference and I came across a post where I made this very smart and sassy comment:

I have learned that when I get anxious about a guy and all caught up in the games, I just need to ask myself one question: is this guy's name George Stroumboulopoulos? If the answer is no, (as it has been traditionally, so far) then I say, "well don't spend another minute thinking about him. Go out and enjoy the sunshine". Because really, only George, who has his own talk show, radio show, and thousand of fans, can legitimately say he sometimes doesn't have the time to politely acknowledge my IM or let me know that he's very sorry he can't meet me for coffee this week, or this lifetime...

--Sing Gal

Wow, I love that girl. I don't know where it was coming from, but I had an edge and some attitude. Okay, I do know where that edge was coming from, it was a silly boy giving me grief again. Ah, boy drama.

This is now going to be a completely self-indulgent, self-referencing post. Here are some smart or just plain ironic/interesting things I said here once (not entirely in chronological order):

I'm wondering if there is a way I can attract a guy I would initially hate but then, after getting loaded on tequila, would grow to love. What would the anti-Jill look like?I am an optimist who sees the good in everyone. He would be a cynic who trusts no one. I'm a little bit rock n' roll. He would be country, or worse, folk. I have a good paying, sensible, steady, corporate job. He would be living pay cheque to pay cheque doing work I probably don't want to know about. Bah, I don't care. Just make him look like James Marsden and I'll make it work.

--I hate you. You're perfect

I closed my eyes and thought of all the people who had thought of me that day, and all the the people who had me wondering if I might have crossed their minds. I did not make any wishes to the close and holy darkness but instead rested on the peace that came from knowing that the important people, the good people, will always come back and remember you.

--I will remember you

I don't think I was lied to. I think I believed there was more to it all and then eventually I saw things for what they really were. And no, I'm not just talking about some dumb guy. The point is, I can do better, and sticking around with something, someone, some place that breaks my spirit does nobody any favours. Still, a part of me keeps hoping things will suddenly change. That never works.

Be the change you want to see in the world--Mahatma Gandhi

--Shuffle repeat

You know what I like about living on my own? That I do things like spontaneously decide to go walk for ice cream in sub-zero temperatures and nobody will stop and ask me why or call me ridiculous.

--I'll stop the world and melt with you

Oh to be young again. I did not know 26 qualified for any kind of wisdom or wistfulness.

--But now I have my own basil

[after quoting the lyrics to Bryan Adams' (Everything I do) I do it for you]

That's love. That's what's worth waiting for. That is what every lousy date and heartbreak is worth enduring for. That's what I want, and I will settle for no less. I would walk down the aisle to that song, I'd make those lyrics my vows. It's Cheeze Whiz, but I like it.

--Cheese Whiz adds personality

Being a sucker for ice cream and clever marketing, I had to order a Broken Heart parfait. I went up to the counter and said, "I'd like a Broken Heart, please." The girl replied, "a small or large?" I went for the big broken heart. Lisa was kind enough to help me out with it, because that's what best friends do.

--Zipity do da! Part II

A while ago I had a dream of moving west and getting a job with The Agency out there. Mostly when I think of moving it's to escape something though, which doesn't seem like a good reason to do something. As the conversation continued I realised that I'm much more of a "one day at a time, see what comes about" kind of girl, but he [New York Friend] is a "make a plan to do everything you possibly can and go out to create your own destiny" kind of guy. Until that night I never truly appreciated how our backgrounds, philosophies and perspectives are so different. All I could think was, how did we ever end up sitting at the same table again?

After the late dinner we headed out into the night and made our way home. I could feel new wounds opening up where the straps of my shoes rubbed into my ankles. It seemed that I would be leaving Manhattan with many different scars. It hurt. A lot.

--The Only Living Boy in New York -- Simon and Garfunkel

Whether it is buying a house by myself or maintaining a relationship for 61 days (because every day counts, for me), some how these things have a way of working out. But like I've said before, in the back of my mind where that bit of fear lives on, I'm always on the lookout for that bus to hit me the moment I've found happiness.

--Fear and loathing it

it's Friday night and I am going to go lay half-naked on some stranger's table so they can rub me down. I want to feel presentable.

--Debriefing

I sat down. How did he get my number? Oh right, Facebook. He had sent me a message earlier saying maybe we could meet for coffee after all and left his number. He said he didn't get to check if I had responded. He had me. He had me on the phone in front of a B movie with a glass of red wine. I couldn't lie, I couldn't even manage an evasive and diplomatic response other than, "yeah, I got your message". Never mind that he made me cry. Never mind that up until a few days ago he was "in a relationship" with the girl he picked over me two months ago.

--There's a genie in my wine bottle

No more pity dates. I trust myself now. My intuition is pretty good. I should start listening to it. The tarot card lady told me that, but who needs a so-called spirit guide to tell you that only you truly know yourself best.

--The last chapter, I promise

"I think we always need someone nice," Lisa replied. She is much too smart to fall for the emotionally retarded jerks I seem to have a special attraction to.

--The girl who's never had a valentine

Because of my life experiences, I choose to live one day at a time. I do my best not to take for granted a person or situation in my life because I know that at any moment life can happen and things can change. I cannot say for certain who or where I will be next week, never mind in the next few years. So at this moment, I am not looking for a man to marry or even share my house with (seriously, that sounds like a really freaky thing right now) But I'd be pretty happy with a guy who can just tell me he'll be there tomorrow.

--The girl who's never had a valentine

Y'know what? I'm pretty smart and I am going to be just fine. I am exactly where I am supposed to be at this moment. I just have to learn to settle down some times and remember that. I'm proud of my journey so far, my story. I've done well.